disappointed

i dont think well i dont really know what im thinking today, just really disappointed with everything right now. i cant believe i just completely flaked on finishing paperwork, what in the world was i thinking because it took forever to start turning it in on time again..good grief and now its like ill be right back to where i was again a few months ago when i just completely didnt care and stopped turning any of it in..but i cant just wake up on morning and decide that i dont want to care anymore. it cant work like that because that will just get me in a whole lot of trouble since when i stop caring i kinda just dont really pay attention to anything and i do stuff but its like im just not into it completely..i dont know feeling weird today and just not happy with things..funny cas i was thinking this morning that im not suicidal at all you know and now its like well im not but im back to feeling sad..and given enough time the sadness with grow into something else..im starting to feel incredibly closed in again..maybe its trapped but i dont know what exactly has me trapped currently..everything is depressing lately and i need to stop watching the news at work because it is just horrible..someone is always dying or some kid is on trial for murder..and on and on and on..you would think they would something happier to put on the news or something..im tired and really cold right now..i think incredibly is my newest favorite word..or maybe its going to be irrevocably since twilight is coming out in a matter of weeks and i can quit asking henry to find me a bootleg copy of it. cant even put a finger on why i like the movie so much but anyhoo it comes out soon and then i can watch it as many times as i want to.

have been thinking a lot about everything i guess lately..i dont know ..i think about stuff for a while and then its gone before i really figure any of it out..makes life entertaining and so frustrating ..because im sure it was important since i was rambling on about it to myself but if i try to stop it and write it down then i forget what i was thinking about..im sure most of what i have been thinking about is all the stuff from therapy..which is a pretty broad subject to just sit and think about..but it does take a lot of time..and you know im doing a pretty good job distracting myself from something but i dont know what it is. maybe i really dont know how to say anything about stuff at home, maybe ive spent way to much time trying to work it all out and make it all better that actually having to talk about it and really pay attention to it makes me not want to do it..currently all of it is just being fed into a funnel type thing..ha makes me think of a tornado ..but its just moving to fast and its all smashed together and its just really hard to pull anything out and talk about it ..i can watch it all move, gosh ive been watching it all in various states for so long, ive never had to figure out how to stop it..and now i have to stop it and im not even sure thats possible..

nope still cant get any thing out

just ugh

and have calmed down since the wake up issues this morning..sent linda the most evasive email possible .. seriously not sure the two sentences i wrote will make sense at all! but its sent now .. and so now im going to work on getting errands done, and going home and working on paperwork until i have to see my afternoon person..ill have to leave a little early from him but that will be ok..can make that time up easy..have to work friday now to make up missing my morning person today..but i got the kids off to school on time and there house is cleaned up and so im done until tonight when i have to come back..
its on monday..not sure if thats a good thing or a bad thing

frustrated with the ipod

my ipod is still nice and great and completely the coolest thing ive ever had but it is just frustrating getting it hooked up to the computer. it worked yesterday on dees laptop but it does not install on mmy computer and it sucks ..i mean i could use dees computer but its just not the same..i want it on my computer and its not working and it was frustrating last night and still is this morning

pretty cool :)

i have a purple ipod :)

it was my nice thing for well i dont know why but i wanted one and could afford it after paying all my bills for the month! and its really nice ! and im excited

now i remember what i was going to write about .

my cl is getting some of her hours back! i wont have to take another cl to make up the lost time..but it will be like april before my paychecks are back to normal..the way the pay is done is so confusing because its a month behind..so in march im getting paid for febs hours and so on..which is mice in some ways but oh so confusing if i dont keep track of it..but they are also working to get this specific cl into a group home which makes me sad but she could so use it..it would get her around ppl her age..and the structure would be nice but then i wont work with her anymore and would have to get another cl if she did get placed..but for now im not goin to worry to much..and ill wait and see how it goes..maybe if i have to stop working with her ill just elect to really get another job ..since i keep not looking like i should..but then i freak out about non work stuff and wonder how ill manage a red job..blah..i dont know. but yea that was semi good news yesterday.

once again im the last one to know what my schedule will be :( hate that.. but everyone is going out of town and im suddenly in charge of everything else..so im babysitting tonight and tomorrow and spending the night..and then on monday i have to be there super early to get them up and ready for school and spend the night then too and take them to school on tuesday..and in all of this is my usual work schedule that im not changing because its not fair..and i guess i shouldnt complain since it means more extra money..and its nice to be able to catch up with bills..but its just everyone assumes i will do it..and i want to just say no and go and do something else but thats not the way things go.. and just all the little stuff like not being home and having to slightly pack and get stuff to go over there and i could be there longer than planned and dusti will have to have plenty of food and everything and getting work stuff cas that has to be finished ahead of time..and errands all over town that i need to run today..and yea schedule just got a lot fuller! was annoyed earlier about my brother and mommy completely telling me i needed to do his fin aid stuff for him..i had already told my brother i wasnt going to do it.but mommy tells me today that its due today and so i have to do it and i have to get it in..it took about 30 mins to find everything and get the info entered and i just wonder why no one else can do it? how is it that im the only one thats good enough to fill out the info..and its not even mine?! but mommy did thank me for doing it..got no response from me on it but whatever

im worried

i guess im ok

i keep trying to write and my mind keeps wandering on to other stuff and i dont want to write what im thinking about anyway. im ok just sad, tired, just lost i guess..i saw linda yesterday and it feels like it was forever ago.it feels like waiting another day and a few hours will be overwhelming.and idont want to do it. how can going two times a week not be enough to keep me ok? and now ive been given permission to call inbetween sessions just to touch base before things get really bad and im worried ill just call and call and call because i wont know what else to do..and i dont want to be a bother..but i know until friday i will refuse to call her..just because im still not sure how i feel about it ..not really..i know it will be helpful but knowing it and putting the knowledge to good use are not the same thing..i dont like it because it is like admitting that something is wrong..and i stop myself because i get scared..i dont like needing help.. i refuse to lose control..and at the same time im about half way between giving up control and maybe thats the part of it that im just not liking. i dont want to be needy person but someone pointed out to me last night while chatting that im not getting validation/support/caring from anyone else..and until she said it i hadnt figured that out i guess..but i want it so so much and i know that linda can only give so much..and i dont know what to do about it..yes i need her and want her to help and im awfully glad she can keep track of what the boundaries are because i cant..i dont know whats ok and whats not ok..i know the basics..i learned all that in school..i know what is acceptable and what isnt but at the same time i dont want to know it because it makes things difficult..obviously i cant go home with linda and i want to ..i want hugs from her but i cant ask for them.. i dont know how to ask for what i need because it makes me embarrassed to need something like that..i get hugs and stuff from riley and harris and the kids i work with and am around but its not the same..and with everyone else im still really stuck in dont touch me mode..and im not even sure i can let down my guard enough to accept a hug from her..its all confusing..

all gone

no more pills. it took me almost 3 hours to get rid of them but i did and i dont like it at all :(

...

i really wish i had good or nice or even helpful to say.

ive been looking at this and trying to figure out what to say and cant come up with anything at all. today hasnt been good. the pills i have been keeping were to much of a temptation today. managed to go to work but really didnt care about that today, did not want to be at work at all. but it was safer being at work that being at home. called linda because i was worried. really worried that i would do something not good without the intent to die. talked to her and the options were getting rid of the pills or hospital stuff. and i still refuse the hospital, its just not a possibility. but didnt want to get rid of the pills either and she asked me to call her back when i got off of work and was at home again. she called me before i talked myself into calling her back..but i talked to her a bit and agreed to get rid of the pills and then i see her tomorrow anyway..not sure how i feel about any of it and its so confusing because i was ok all weekend, had a decent weekend and this morning things were just not ok anymore..and i wanted the pills but its like what i was thinking wasnt mine at all..just thoughts that were in my head and that i wanted to act on because they were so convincing..

im still waiting to get rid of the pills
i dont want to die but i want the pills
but ive promised to get rid of them and i will
just still working up to it i guess

today is better. linda did help..and it was helpful telling her about the pills and the not plan thats not really happening and so on..talked some about tuesday to and how hard it was..and left her feeling better..also promised to not take the pills i had and to not go and take anymore from where i am currently getting them from..and she added in that i was not to go and get them from anywhere else either..and its pretty funny because as i was promising all this stuff i was still trying to figure out how to get around all of it..and then she went and changed it and i had to stop trying .and its pretty interesting because she asked what i wanted to do about it when i refused to agree to get rid of them..and its like i dont know but i told her not to worry..and she said she trusted me enough to know that i would stick to what we had agreed too..and i really do want her to trust me..wondered how i had earned that trust but anyway it was ok today..

i really am feeling better, but i know that it will most likely be important to kinda stay busy this weekend. not get stuck with to much free time when im not doing anything because im sure the okness may be shortlived and i dont want to help it along any. but home today since i dont have to work and i think ill just take it easy, get caught up on mail and stuff, have to clean up and whatnot as i was reminded of at 6 this morning but not going to complain about that because its not all that important..mommy can do her thing and i will do mine..maybe i will actually make it to the movies this weekend. really want to see a whole bunch of movies lol..but i will figure out something small to do each day just to get out of the house. specially now since the urge to not do anything is pretty strong.

things really are not ok

realized today that ive been collecting pills..to do what with i dont know but i have them all the same..

more hopeful collages

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collages - the not really hopeful ones

stupid

just feeling upset. feelings are hurt. alot well feel hurt anyway but then maybe im not
should have figured sooner or later mommy would let me know what i had been doing that bothered her for the week. most of it centered around my driving and speeding and having a car crash ..well the possibility of a car crash from my driving and that my car would end up in a ditch somewhere and its prolly not good that my response to it was well ok im sure you wouldnt care anyway ..but then the conversation moved on to what i had picked to wear today and why i needed to go and change because it didnt cover the scars on my chest completely..and she didnt want anyone asking questions..because she was so concerned and so worried..you know im sorry ive just managed to ruin her life so much.. how is it not important what i feel about the whole thing? the scars are on my body not hers..im the one that gets to deal with the questions not her..but its her problem..its her concern..its all about her, it always is and then what i think or want or feel just dont matter at all..because the question should have been how come you picked to wear that shirt today..or are you comfortable in the shirt..not go and change..shes concerned all right..shes concerned about if ill be seen as crazy or she will be called a bad parent or something..could care less about what i felt about any of it..because to her i stop a long time ago and it was just because of stress in school and everything and thats it..would hate to pop her bubble not that she would listen to me anyway..

anger makes the feelings of wanting to cut much stronger
sadness makes the feelings of wanting to die much stronger
being unable to decide just makes it worse all around

something ive never done

i started thinking today about how much i wanted to go camping and how much ive just been wanting to get away for a bit..just in general and wondering what i could do or where i could go..and i finally started thinking about taking a trip back to cumberland island..in georgia..a 7 hour drive from where i live and the fees and everything to go camping would be under $50 at the most...and so all i would need to do was worry about gas money and all the stuff i needed to take with me..and go from there..and its still just all in the planning stages but i think i really want to do it..i miss camping and cumberland was the most peaceful place ive ever been..i dont know yet if im going alone but i think it would be ok to go alone..not like many ppl can just take off for a week like i can cas my job is incredibly flexible..and if i want to go somewhere i can..but that would mean missing a week of work again! because i want to camp during the week when theres a lesser chance of being around a whole lot of ppl..but then i have to figure out everything i would possibly need to camp for a week..and then how much for gas and maybe a hotel for a night cas cold showers are ok for a few days but then its a pain lol..but ive never taken a trip completely alone..to spend time alone..its different..but i really do want to do it..

its fun because its the last thing anyone would ever expect me to do..just get tired of being told what i should and shouldnt do..if im an adult then i can do whatever i want too..and i guess its about time i started doing stuff i like to do..

today kinda sucked

ust very very very upset right now..having a hard time today with anger in general..so hard to control the feelings .. its just been one thing after another and if waking up at 3:30 to take mommy to work wasnt enough she volunteers me to stay the night tonight and now everyone is all worried that i wont have the kids ready for school tomorrow and that is just stupid..and work was a hassle and the girl was just having a day with things..and it was frustrating and then her mom is making plans for stuff for us to do which just means ill be running her errands with her my cl just gets to go along for the ride and i hate that..but ok..and then mommy calls me in the middle of work to let me know that i need to come and get her and no matter how many times i say i will be done with work at 3 no its not good enough and she just keep telling me i need to come and get her and she can run errands with us but i dont want that either and it was all stupid so what do i do??? go against everything i wanted to do and what made sense to do and go and pick up mommy in the middle of my job and take her around with my cl and her mom which could in a sense get me fired because im not supposed to do that but it doesnt matter at all because as long as mommy has her way then things are just peachy and what i have to say just isnt important at all and all the running around ive been doing to accommodate everyone just isnt enough and im sick of driving and taking ppl places and i hate having to plan around what mommys schedule is because this is the second time she has demanded that i come and get in the middle of me work day like i can just drop everything to come and get her..its not my fault her car isnt working and its not my job to make sure she can go places..because she wants to do everything for everyone and then complain about not having mommy and then starts wanting to know where my money is going and im not telling her and that just makes her even more mad and i dont care..and its all pointless..she tells me to do something and then goes and does it anyway..then tells me not to be mad..how stupid does she assume i am that i cant even use a vaccumm correctly and that i need to be checked behind on it..how many ways can you say you dont trust me when you go behind me and check what i said about something ..yea that makes me feel just freakin great

hmmm

im tired tonight but thats ok. have to take mommy to work tomorrow morning but thats ok you know...had a long conversation today with well myself about picking my battles..and it came up after mommy started hounding me about my taxes again..and how she was going to go with me and when i needed to do them and it is frustrating..it was frustrating and ii told her what i had planned to do and she didnt listen of course..and i just stopped trying to explain myself and let her have her say..kept telling myself that it was ok and that it wasnt something that i needed to be upset over because its the same argument every week..money is one of those things that there is just no point in even trying to argue with mommy about..because i wont cave and tell her where my money is going and she keeps telling me what i need to be doing with my money..but i think i did ok you know..but i noticed that if i slack off even a little bit on reminding myself what is ok and what isnt ok with mommy then the old thoughts start creeping back in and takes over and then i just kinda give up..the old thoughts are so automatic that it is just disappointing at how easy it is to get stuck in them...all i have to do is just lose focus and its like i was never even trying you know..its so hard to keep focused on something like that..was in the car at the time and when i started to drift off i made myself refocus on the music playing until i got my head back under control..and then it just started all over again..

Growth

I was cleaning out my bag tonight and pulled out the razors that i have been holding onto for months..i had them and could have done any number of things with them but in all the months i carried them around in my bag i only used them once, after christmas. Then tonight when I was looking through my bag and cleaning it out I found the razors again and just started thinking about if i needed them or not. I dont htink i need them anymore, I dont want them anymore. So I threw them away, and it took a while to do it, second guessed myself a million times and wasnt sure if i was really wanting to go through with it or not. In the end i threw them away, all of them and manage to walk away from them. Writing this now makes me wonder if I will be ok, if ill be able to keep telling myself that I no longer need them. and im not sure. but maybe thats the whole point, if i was sure about it then it would have been a lot easier to throw them away months ago. if it wasnt a struggle then there would be no point in doing any of it. This time I do feel proud of myself, because the choice was mine, i didnt need anyone to tell me what the right or wrong thing to do was. i am okay with what i did.

I realized tonight that growing up really doesnt have anything at all to do with age, well in a literal sense it does. Its all the stuff that you do that doesnt get noticed I think, that makes it more important. Doing the things you know will make you happy, taking care of yourself. I know I am fully capable of living on my own, of being safe. I know there is more to life than what I have settled for and I know i have settled into a comfort zone that I am afraid to step out of. Change is always so very scary for me, but Im tired of all of it now. Not in a suicidal way mind you, but just thinking maybe change is good right now. Im tired of all the arguing and being upset, of being so easily manipulated into feeling completely horrible for no concrete reason and i let it happen. ive let it happen for so long without noticing what was going on. and now im learning that it doesnt have to be that way. That its ok to take care of myself. talking about stuff is still really iffy and way at the bottom of the list of things im going to be doing. but at least its on the list! its just that i always think to myself that i would never allow anyone to hit me ever again but then i let mommy yell at me like im not even there and its in a way doing the same thing, getting the same result i guess. both hurt in a some way, both leave me feeling horrible. why stop one and not the other? Why is one ok and one not?

just thinking

today

today has been ok...hung out at home, chilled out for the most part, tried to keep my cool you know..went to babysit for a while and back home and so tired right now..but a friend of the kids mom was visiting and i know her kinda you know..just in passing and well only see her a couple times a year because she lives in a different state...but i know her kids, ive watched her kids and she has been coming for years you know ..but every time she comes she asks me to come over and just see her, she talks to me about stuff but nothing serious but just funny stuff..how is it that i can see her twice a year and she tells me that she is proud of me, that i do a good job, that she loves me..i see mommy every single day, every single stupid day i see her and cant remember the last nice thing she said to me. linda asked me yesterday if mommy told me anything good or nice..and i had to think about it..it makes me feel stupid and sad to have to think about it and then not be able to come up with anything .. what is so wrong with me? what have i done that just makes me so horrible..

I wanted a perfect ending. Now I've learned, the hard way, that some poems don't rhyme, and some stories don't have a clear beginning, middle, and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what's going to happen next.

- Delicious Ambiguity.

so frustrated and upset right now. back to the same place i was tuesday. cant finish a complete thought. to upset to figure out what im even thinking about

just stuff

in a very very removed place right now..neither good or bad i dont think..just not completely there. you know kinda that standing behind the screen door feeling..you know its there but you can see through it perfectly..just kinda cant really do anything i guess. i dont know its kinda hard to explain now..was thinking about it this morning when i realized that i was having issues with time again..thinking though it is a response to what happened yesterday with mommy and the nephew..all the stress of dealing with them fighting an then the cops coming. im glad he left and cant come back..but that didnt just make all the stress go away. it really sucks that the cops arent allowed to do anything until someone gets hurt. then they can do something but any sooner and they cant..and then when someone dies its a big big issue because the cops could have stopped it from happening i guess..and as much as i dont really like the way mommy is i cant just stand around and let someone else hit her or stuff..thats just not ok ..and i dont like the nephew anyway. but it was just hard yesterday and took a really really long time to calm down enough to even think clearly..i was already working on processing stuff from therapy and so i was thinking really fast any way about a lot of things already..and then mommy came home and her and him just wouldnt stop and leave each other alone.and it just got worse really fast and then i just couldnt deal with anything else being in my head and i couldnt get my thoughts under control enough to even feel a little bit settled and together..and it sucked becasue then i couldnt seem to get myself to calm down and finish a complete thought..hate when i stop thinking in complete sentences..because then it means that im getting all the younger fears to and that just gets overwhelming really fast

and therapy yesterday was ok i guess..asked her to wait until next month before having me come up with something to talk about for the session and she agreed to it..and i didnt even think i was serious about that until she agreed and it was like score.. but now i only have one more session of not having to think of what to talk about and thats ok..maybe i just need to get used to the idea a bit more..i dont know..she told me she will make sure not to forget either..and thats like crap shes gonna tell in again to think of something to talk about..but later on i latched on to the fact that she actually listened to me and did what i asked..gave me what i asked for..

.talked about control and stuff again..but started thinking about a lot of different stuff after leaving therapy and its just all about stuff we did as a kid..how more often than not we did what mommy wanted and just knew better than to object..tried to refuse for a while but she always won in the end...by the time i got into high school the desire to talk was gone completely..my last year of high school one of my teachers told me that my walls were to high..that i was trying really hard to protect myself..and i guess she was right..i think i managed to get through most days of school without being noticed at all..i went because it meant i wasnt at home or around mommy. but i didnt really do much more than turn in the work i had too..didnt join clubs or do anything like that..mommy took me to school and picked me up when i stopped riding the bus because of changing schools..i always called it more of being sheltered but maybe it was a lot more than that..no it was a lot more than that..because it was like being her in a way..i didnt get into trouble.. i did what i was expected to do..i was with her all the time or she knew where i was..i didnt do anything or ask to go anywhere..maybe it was just being scared..maybe it was just knowing the answer would be no and i didnt want to risk asking and then be told something mean for why i couldnt go anywhere..weekends were the worse i guess because that meant being stuck at home for two days without anywhere to go..that meant there was absolutely no way of escaping anywhere..not even being quiet could save you on the weekend..to many empty hours..
hmm i dont know..

on edge

there really are no words to describe everything that happened today. feeling really upset and hurt still about everything. to make a long story short i have changed my mind, i will start looking for a job now. i cant stay here. i really really cant and it hurts alot even honestly acknowledging that.

mommy found out how much money i made this weekend babysitting and it was a bit more than i told her, so she tells me that shes hurt i lied, that i shouldnt have to lie about how much money i make. and i wanted to laugh and agree with her because its like no i shouldnt have to lie that she was right about..but i learned a long time ago to never tell how much i really made because she always managed to get some of whatever the babysitting money was. never even had a real job until i was half way through college. but even now she knows when i get paid, how much i make, and then tells me what i need to do with my money, what i need to pay, what i should or shouldnt be doing..but she says i can do what i want to do and then turns right around and tells me what im going to do. but its not her money, and she cant really have a say in what im doing with my money, because i know im using my extra money for therapy..but she doesnt know that and its not like im asking her to borrow money for anything at all..but shes all mad and pissed off at me now for lying and its like well when did i learn to do it? that whole telling mommy the complete truth is something that i know better than to do..specially when it comes to money..i dont think its wrong at all to expect her to give me gas money when im running back and forth to take her to work on top of all my other driving for my job..it was her bright idea to tell me to go and pick up my sister..again something i had no interest in doing but i did it..so why cant i ask for gas money? why does it make me bad to ask for gas money? when im doing something for someone else? if i had volunteered to do it then yea im not expecting someone to give me money..but mommy goes and volunteers gas money and my time and then gets mad when she finds out that i have more money than i tell her about..she told me i needed to quit my job and work somewhere else to make more money..that i needed to quit today .. she just went on and on and i almost considered you know telling her where all my extra money was going and decided against it..because thats just one more thing for her to hold over me..tell me im not capable to live alone or something for being in therapy..tell me i cant leave..but then later one i started thinking about it and thinking that maybe it would be best to stop going to therapy to just stop the money questions..but then started thinking about how long it would take to end up in the hospital if stopped going to t..was already set to go see her tomorrow and tell her i wouldnt be coming back..that i just cant be helped..that i was sorry for wasting her time..but ive calmed down since then..and i know it wouldnt be a good idea to stop going completely..but now im not real sure i can let go of the idea entirely either. theres still a huge part of me that despises having to own up to behaviors, to stop them..stopping therapy sounds like a good idea a little bit..but being completely logical its like fine stop and see how long it takes to try suicide..i wouldnt last a month.and thats pretty pathetic

started freaking out on the drive home..well on the drive to pick up mommy and then go home..paranoia set in pretty quickly..kept thinking she would hit me..and kept thinking that if she did i was leaving..was really scared and couldnt focus and drive cas kept thinking about everything that might happen..but none of it happened and i can calm down completely or lower my guard because as soon as i do she will bring it all back up again..and not expecting it will be worse in some way..harder to control answers when im surprised..and now with having to take her back and forth to work again..i know it will come up..it will it will it will.. its making me feel crazy..i know something will happen but i dont know when and so the waiting will drive me crazy..i cant calm down expecting something to happen and not knowing what it is..just cant

confusion as usual

just tired of all of it. dont want to deal with any of it. and to a point when around mommy for to long something just has to shut down, stop reacting to her, stop making trouble in a way i guess. stop listening, stop thinking, just agree with everything and let it go. but of course its the letting it go part that never completely works. i hate being treated like im stupid or completely incapable of doing anything at all. i dont need step by step directions to go mail a letter, i dont need to be told what way to drive to avoid traffic because im a bad driver. and i dont think im that bad of a driver anyway but its been over two years with my license and im still treated like i dont know what im doing and its worse when she is actually in the car with me. and then nights like last night happen where she is just mean and pushy with everyone. we stopped to pick up food to take home and she was just so rude about her food because it wasnt what she wanted, she stood at the check out line and made comments about everything they were doing for 20 mins. i told her it was mean, nia told her it was mean but she didnt care at all. it was pretty bad. told l her you cant go and treat ppl like that. not that it mattered. it doesnt make sense to me at all. all that stuff going on and it just makes me think about why im even bothering to stay. because i listen to her on the phone with other ppl telling them what they need to do, and that its important to do what they want and be happy and all this stuff and its like holy cow how is it that you can go and tell someone else that and just ignore what i want to do? shes never told me that i could do what i wanted to do. never once said anything like that to me. shes told me plenty of times what i need to do or what i should be doing. i dont know what ive done to make her not like me so much .. but then just started thinking about moving and all of that again and what i want to do because obviously mommy really just wants me to stay here and that is not going to happen either. every time sticking it out gets shorter and shorter. wanting to stay and try is just kinda slipping away because it is to hard to stay and constantly be yelled at. ok so maybe t is starting to get through to me. choice is mine, just have to make it and im not i will make the right choice. worried about what will happen after moving, where will we go, what will i be doing? stuff that shouldnt matter as much right now and it does..ive skipped the entire actually get a new job part or how long it will take or any of that. and im not counting in how long it will take to find a new job ... i forget about all of those parts. i just want to go..i almost dont care if i have a job or not..but thats a not ok plan..not having a job wont make things any easier at all..i should be happy i have a job even..but im back to part time and no real way to add in another person and that makes it hard to add on more hours..so no guess once again i dont know what to do really. hmm ok i know what to do but im not sure ill be able to do it. but being trapped here isnt the best idea either.

didnt sleep very good last night..dont know why just kept waking up. finally gave up a bit again and just got up. im so tired though, i want to sleep because if im still sleep then im not having to think of anything.

...

i dont understand the purpose behind upsetting someone on purpose..upsetting them just to get the expected reaction..

its all confusing and not fair
:(

from yesterday

today really was a pretty ok day in general. therapy was hard because couldnt seem to talk when i was asked what i wanted to talk about. i dont know why that happens. i did manage to tell her about my teacher though. and then we just talked about power and control and stuff with mommy. not sure yet what i think about it all though. thinking about a lot of different things, a lot of old stuff that went on and i think it counts as you know taking power i think :-/ maybe a control issue i dont know yet. but anyhoo it was hard but not horrible. ive done worse thats for sure.

ok since couldnt finish this last night thanks to harris playing around with wanting to get on the comp..guess ill finish it now while they are still in bed.

mm yesterday. well my hours are being messed with again :( something but authorization and whatnot so i cant go certain days and its so stressful because i hate hate surprise schedule changes..but ok fine..sometime next week im gonna have to go and let them know i need more hours..not sure yet how ill be fitting them in..but yea more hours would be good. and the girl i was working with yesterday actually had a productive day. i was so excited..she was up and already doing stuff when i got there..i didnt have to talk to her again about finishing her chores on time to do something fun..and so yesterday we got to go to the library, the arbortreum, and the mall to get free trees. the mall thing was pretty cool and they were giving away seedlings and so we got 10 trees for her aunt cas well i wasnt to interested in it. but still a good thing you know. would have liked one but with mommy and being home, not real sure about just planting a tree in the yard..but it was still fun..and thats the most we have done in ages!! so it was nice. and then i had to babysit and i spent the night and pretty much started falling asleep at 9 go figure lol..but both riley and harris kept waking me up cas we were watching the incredibles ...again..and they kept waking me up for the parts i like..and then i had to tuck them in and told them good night a bazillion times and promised to make pancakes and bacon for breakfast lol..and then they went to sleep..

but not home you know..thats good. been even longer since i havent been home all weekend. dont think im spending the night tonight and will have to go home but still its been a nice break..

sad

I got an email today from one of my college professors that I still stay in contact with. She let me know that one of my teachers, my favoritest teacher out of all of my years of college died over the weekend. I dont know what im supposed to do, how to deal with it, handle it. The funeral is to far away and I cant go. Im not even sure what to write back to the teacher that emailed me.


My teacher stuck with me the entire time I was in the school of social work, she stuck up for me, believed in me and my abilities completely. She knew to call on me if she wanted an answer because I didnt talk in class. She knew about the cutting and therapy and let me know she cared. I spent hours in her office just hanging out, helping her with her classes. She listened to me when I talked to her, she let me sit in on one of her grad school classes and didnt laugh at me when I told her the students in the class sucked because I knew it and they didnt and I was just the lowly undergrad. She was such a big help and now shes not there anymore :(

it really doesnt matter what i do or say..im wrong very very wrong. shes right and im wrong and bad and mean and horrible and i dont know. doesnt matter. tired of crying about it. headache wont go away after earlier today when it was all laid out for me from mommy..about how i only care about me, how much im mean and rude..how i have to many secrets..it went on and on and on..at some point i stopped listening..just kinda went away..couldnt deal with it all anymore..cept it doesnt matter cas the effect is still the same..the thoughts are all over the place and today turned into every other day this past week..stupid me for trying to be ok ..stupid me for thinking i mattered at all and was an adult..ive forgotten what its supposed to be like at home and have been talking to much..saying all the wrong things..would be easier if i would just shut up and do what i was told to do and not argue..go back to being quiet and good and whatever it is im supposed to be..kept thinking why dont u just hit me and get it out of your system..would go faster..would be easier..cant figure out what im thinking about..cas its all not good anyway..i dont want to talk anymore..i dont want to go to therapy..i dont want to do anything at all

....

not really ok tonight

score

i gget my journal back today. i made it the entire 3 or so days without it..didnt really write without it but i made it without to many upsetting thoughts going on..all i have to do is wait till this evening to see her and get it back

am sorry

i want my journal back, its making me feel really nervous to not have it, to know that linda has it and is reading it and i dont have it..and im just upset i left it with her to read..only a day and a half left of waiting to get it back..:(

jobs

It is so easy and clear at times, to figure out what you have to do in order to make things change. The steps are so simple to look at and understand. When it comes time to implement the steps that is when suddenly it is not as easy. Filling out and mailing applications never get finished, there are so many reasons for not doing it. Changing things becomes scary and uncertain, and it is not that choosing to stay unhappy is what is important but changing things, moving on is something that is never expected. Settle for less because that is all you are good for is what the thoughts are at times. Settling is not living though, settling is only getting by. Getting by just is not good enough anymore. :2c I wonder if I was offered a job, a better one, a stable one would I take it? Would it be considered selling out on the job I have now? Should I base so much on a job that is not very stable?

I dont know
hmm all that being said, i have been looking around online again tonight, just seeing what is open and descriptions and stuff. Found one I would really like to apply for and hopefully interview for..that would make 3 i plan on sending in applications for. the last one being close enough to live home until we could save enough to move and not feel so stressed and rushed with it all. but at least i wrote down information for all of them and what i need and dates it has to be in by so i dont forget. i look at the applications and just feel overwhelmed completely..and immediately dont want to do it..but having hours cut again is not cool..i dont want to start with someone new..again..i dont want to add anymore driving onto what i already do..i dont want to get to know another family..i feel guilty for taking the new baby and then going and looking for another job..but also it could be a couple months before i get a job..and its not as if i can stop working completely :snoopy i just dont know..mommy keeps asking why i want to move far away..why i want to live alone..i dont know what else to tell her about that..maybe im just scared..and worried im doing something that i once again shouldnt do..but my options are pretty simple..move or dont move..work or dont work..be happy or not happy..but all connected in the easiest of ways cas at the bottom of all of it is mommy..and that just isnt working out so hot..even putting it off completely i have till monday to get the applications out and let them get there on time..id rather it was sooner though..maybe it is just time to move on..but im just not ok with the loss of hours yet again..

is it ?

is it really so bad to give up ? quit trying to know absolutely nothing at all? all this fighting and struggling to gain nothing at all. no peace of mind, no balance. Things are more screwed up now than they were a year ago. Its not that it just got worse, no its becoming freaking unbearable. i don't want to do it anymore, I don't want it to be like this forever. I don't.

-sigh-..i guess i can do a bit better than that..

when did things get to feeling so incredibly messed up? no i guess the better question is when did i become so aware of how messed up it all is..i want things to go back to the way they were when i kept myself in a complete bubble of nothingness..that would be good..that would be nice..but i cant get there anymore and its frustrating because all the thinking is i dont know..im tired of thinking and not figuring any of it out..and then i dont even tell linda any of it and i didnt realize i had gone completely quiet with her..somehow i missed that ..but shes right..im not telling her anything anymore..im not doing it on purpose..but its like my defenses are working overtime to make sure i dont say anything that im not supposed to say..which is almost all of it ...dont know where i learned it was better not to tell..had never really considered how much it is that mommy tells me what to say about stuff..until i mentioned it today..and how much i dont like being told what to say..but its like with her im just stupid and so for my own good mommy is there to make sure i say the right thing..but i dont get the chance to say anything..i dont get the chance to do anything..and so messing up is just a million times worse..or being expected to talk for myself is like crap i dont know what im supposed to say..and being in trouble is a really big deal but i dont know why because in my head i know that if mommy doesnt know im there then i cant be in trouble..but its just paranoia maybe because i stopped today without telling why it was so hard not being at home..makes me sound crazy to say that i was almost positive mommy would just randomly turn up at my school to check on me..to make sure i was being good..any car that looked like hers freaked me out..and if i was doing anything that could be possibly conceived as being wrong or fun or anything would get me in trouble..and it really was pretty bad then..but ive been gone long enough and gone back and forth enough to know that its not like that..still get the thoughts and it still freaks me out..because it makes me think im being followed or something..and its bad enough that she watches me all the time..and i hate being watched or looked at..all parts of being noticed..all ways to just be picked apart..i dont need any other ways to be picked apart..because mommy does it all the time and then i make it a point to wear stuff she doesnt like because its the only way to get back at her i guess.not that it matters..ill always just be wrong in some way..and i never ever want her to touch me..i moved away from her when she was doing something or getting ready to touch me and she asked why i did it..not like im gonna tell her that im afraid of being hit still..doesnt even matter that i havent been actually hit in almost 7 years i guess..i still think she will just turn around and hit me if i make her mad enough..and i wonder if that will be when i say im leaving and not coming back..im not ok with being hit but ill stay and be yelled at..no that doesnt make sense either..she said shes never done anything to hurt me and that shes been a good parent..and it makes me feel like a liar because no i dont remember everything but i know i was hit an awful lot..am i wrong? am i making it all up? but why would i make it up? its to tiring to make up! if i was making up my life i would have made it a whole lot nicer..id actually remember it too..yea that would prolly be an important part of things..but mommy goes and says something like that and i doubt it all..maybe im remembering it wrong..maybe im doing it all for attention..but i dont want attention..i cant want attention and want to be ignored at the same time..maybe i just dont want to know what happened but thats just stupid to..actually all of it is just stupid..and now that ive gotten that out guess ill move on..im tired and want to go home..but not home with mommy..i dont know where i want to go really and nights like this make me nervous because i dont know where to go to ease the anxiety and calm down..and i cant wander around all night..but theres no where to hide either..cant feel unsafe and not know why can you..like one of these days mommy will figure it all out and ill be in so much trouble..thats always the response to things..im going to be so dead if mommy find out..great way to live you know..constant fear..
nevermind

yay me

i have a newish computer and internet at home again. life is good

have had a headache all day...just want to lay down and sleep but have to get work stuff done cas have to take mommy to work in the morning so i really do have to be ready to leave at 6:30 and i guess ill just be staying out until see t tomoorrow at the usual time before work..but yea think just all the stress and what not makes it harder on my head..but have to stay focused at least for another couple hours and then ill have to go and do something else i guess..

but went to work..was over an hour late again this morning :( stayed to play with waynes puppy cas it made me happy and i didnt even know he had her..her names mya and she is cute..shes small and white with brown spots and she jumped all over me and followed me around the room and up the stairs. told him that mya liked me better than him :) and she was so excited and jumpy! but then dusti came and they both looked at each other for lots of tiime but then mya started to bark and dusti started to hiss soooooo i just held mya till it was time for her to leave again..didnt want them to fight or anything and its been acouple years since dusti has been around any other animals..but id rather they didnt fight or anything..but dusti is fine maybe a lil jealous though!

have been thinking a lot about choices and what we want to do..and moving is way at the top of the list..but then we are at home and theres a night like tonight where things are almost civil and no arguing..most likely because she knows im her ride to work tomorrow so no need to upset me tonight..pretty pathetic i guess..but i really do think thats what it is..and then in a couple days things will be the same as usual and it is hard to know when it will be a good day and when it wont be a good day..

everything is messed up

things have been really hard ..well today is better but the weekend was really hard..had therapy on friday..and yea real soon im gonna have to stop going twice a week but she brought a few things to my attention and im really upset that she told me know..or that she didnt agree with the way i was thinking about things and told me its ok to look at it all differently and her diferent is not the same as mine but now im just mad that shes gone and managed to ruin plans ive had for years and didnt know i even really had them..it is overwhleming to realize that the plan all along is to die eventually..and t trying to work with me to think about it all differently is just not going so well..its hard to think of any of this and so of course its all that im thinking about..because it all just means knowing and believing that mommy wont change..and its not my responsibility to try...but keep thinking it is..keep thinking that i dont know what will happen if i dont keep trying..but then its just been something ive worked so hard on for so long..if i try hard enough it will be better..that if i come home and hope things will be better then they will be..but all i do is set myself up to be let down horribly..and its the same every time..its never good enough..theres always something that can be done better..faster..neater..its always something that i have to fix..and i had forgotten that somehow i worked it out in my head that once i was good enough for mommy it wouldnt even matter because then i would be dead andit would all be ok..the only problem in the plan is that now linda knows part of it and disagrees completely with it..and i didnt realize it would bother me so much to be told that it doesnt make sense..that i work so hard to change and be better when i cant be responsible for someone else..mainly mommy..but still..and then i was a bigger dork and mentioned i wasnt even sure mommy liked me..which dug up a whole lot of thoughts and feelings i didnt want..and couldnt seem to stop thinking about either..

ended up going out yesterday night but it was to do stuff for other ppl...mommys car is really messing up so i got to run errands with her for the weekend..and take her to work this morning which i didnt care about at all..but its just that she waits until 10 mins before she needs to leave and then 'asks' if i can take her..when she knew last night she had no way to get to work and didnt ask me then..no she waits and then can yell at me for being selfish for not wanting to do it..my schedule just isnt as important to her..doesnt matter at all what i was supposed to be doing or anything..

trying so hard to stay calm but just cant seem to let go of the anger of all thats going on..trying to figure out what it is that i want to do..a friend of mine sent me a message again last night letting me know that the place where she works is hiriing again...they were hiring months ago too and she told me and i said i would consider it and then forgot all about it..but now im wondering why i didnt do it the first time..cas of course she told me i could go and stay with her until i got set up and everything there...the only real draw back is that she is in oregon...like a three day drive from me..and that is a huge huge distance..talk about a huge huge change! but just something to consider i guess..because now i am going to look for another job..cant let go of the whole yea not a good place to be stuff now that its been brought to my attention..cant ignore it the same anymore..and it just hurts more..maybe moving and starting over somewhere will be a good thing..living alone again..or even staying with a friend is better than being at home currently..or maybe ill just randomly pick a state and go there and start over...ok so thats not the best plan lol..but just need to do something...and cant put everyone elses thoughts into it..because then ill just get stuck on mommy telling me what i need to do, or the kids i babysit mom telling me i should stay here..or everyone just adding in there thoughts on what i should be doing and then ill just end up stuck again..no its obviously not going to happen all tomorrow but at least im thinking about it again..

not having a very good couple days.

did call linda and tell her about cutting..and wanting to cut. really glad i see her today because it feels like my head is going to explode soon

for the record

and for the record. according to mommy this morning we are all bastards and worthless


i really dont know why i bother trying

back home

we are back..got home late last night...no more 20 hour trips for a while..im done! i dont even want to look at the inside of a car right now..but it was nice being able to drive my own car again and having all r own stuff in the car..and just i guess the comfort of knowing it was my space..not shared or crammed full of stuff..well its my car so yea it is crammed full of stuff lol..but still its my stuff..

the trip was ok..the drive was hard to deal with..and saturday ended up not really being ok..and some how managed to tell yvonne that i just needed to stay distracted..and that was hours after cutting but she picked up on the silence a bit more after being together for a week..we had a rather interesting conversation one night at her grandparents and she just kinda told me she figured i was cutting way back when we met/lived together.. among other things and it surprised the heck out of me because i was incredibly careful you know..it was never an issue..and i didnt deny it or come right out and agree that i was..but i guess not saying anything at all was as good as saying yea i was cutting..and she called me on my lovely fake excuse for how the scars got on my arm...funny excuse but obviously not true if you thought about it for a while..but eventually i got around to telilng her that i had an agreement with my doc to call if i really wasnt safe and everything and told her not to worry but well no one seems to listen to me when i say that..but trying not to think to much about it..cas i think it was just more shocking than anything else..overall the trip was fine...a lot overwhelming with all the ppl i didnt know and going place..i think it makes it harder for me because yea everyone i met was really nice and welcoming and here i am just sitting in almost absolute silence..afraid to say anything or be noticed or even looked at for that matter..and so many ppl wanted hugs and i did a bit better than just standing there and leaving my arms down but it was just a bit to much at times..i was better when it was just her grandparents that i was around but anyone else and i just didnt say much..at all..ever .. but while we were there we toasted breakfast in the fireplace..my idea! i walked in and saw the fireplace that was in the kitchen and it was like great i want to make breakfast..and we did one morning and it was cool...and majorly hot!

but now its back to everything at home..schedules and work and therapy and im glad to be back i am..and its prolly helping alot that mommy is stilll out of town until tomorrow sometime..less stress being at home at least for another day..

still really sad about saturday though and how nothing swayed the thoughts from cutting..realized how much it was missed and wanted and its like all i really wanted was an excuse to stop trying so hard..mess up once..no need to keep trying type stuff..a lot harder now though because my arm is still sore..and the whole day is still fairly clear in my head..and i dont know..trying to keep reminding myself i dont have to cut.but now i want too..and i could just scream for having razors with me in the first place..the ones we got months ago and never used just keeps managing to switch bags and so had them... no real idea how to tell linda what happened..didnt call her..and still havent because im ok..surprisingly..really sad at times about cutting and everything but not suicidal...currently..and that may be from cutting..

20 hour drive and other randomness

we are now in louisiana and it took us 20 hours to drive down here..i slept almost the entire trip which is really odd all by its self because normally i dont sleep like that on long trips..normally im the one sitting awake bored out of my mind.but it had been areally busy week before we left..i was sick..and tired and just completely out of it..so maybe thats why i slept so much on the drive..but i really was rather useless in the whole thing..because i would be talking and then id be sleep and then id have to fight to wake myself up again...really weird..but we made it safely and it is nice being here...completely not what i expected..its just different is all..yvonnes grandparents are really nice though..forever asking if i need or want anything..they tell me good morning and good night and its like i almost dont know how to deal with it because it doesnt happen any where else..i dont get it from anyone else...and i dont know how to respond to it really..its hard and today im feeling a little sad and quiet but i dont know...im alright..hard getting used to having no pressure at all..i dont have to do anything..i dont have to talk..im not expected to or told to do anything at all..its a nice feeling..doesnt happen often and i know ill be a basketcase when it comes time to leave and go home..mostly though my days are just going around with yvonne and her grandparents to run errands and visit ppl...and i mostly just sit and watch..because well new ppl..and me talking just so dont really go together at all..but i am ok..i think

....just stuff

made it through the night without cutting ...127 days without cutting..lil over 4 months..hard to believe..really really hard to believe..well the suicidal feelings rent a good trade off for not cutting but still...feeling really sad today though..just kinda dejected about everything .. struggling to stay focused on what i need to do and get done by friday and mommy isnt making it any easier on me..so i think tonight ill be focusing on moving rooms and getting that all done and taken care of..tomorrow will be packing since i actually did laundry last night and that makes it easier to pack..and then making sure dusti is taken care of and christmas shopping tomorrow too..and then therapy again on friday after work..and last minute stuff friday night to stay awake until time to leave..and then endless hours on the road..not looking forward to sitting still for that long and im sure after the first few hours ill be wanting to get out of the car and never drive anywhere ever again..but bringing all my usual distraction stuff to kinda help with the restlessness and then the anixety about being somewhere new...cas even though i know her grandparents wouldnt hurt me or do anything to me im still scared of being there..and not really knowing the area or what to expect..i think the not knowing is bothering me most of all right now..

still thinking lots about therapy yesterday and im afraid because im actually starting to talk to her..and yea she still has to ask a lot of questions and nope i dont make it easy on her at all but all that aside i actually told her i was worried about leaving and not seeing her next week..and even went and asked her if she wanted to come along with yvonne and i..couldnt believe i actually asked that..couldnt believe i had even told her some of what was really bothering me..and then of course i told her about the suicide stuff not working and how i was still trying to think of another plan of sorts..and its like i wasnt supposed to do that..talking about how much i want to die just isnt supposed to happen because thats the last bit of control i have in a way..if no one knows then obviously i cant be stopped..and i guess i dont want to be stopped but then i went and told her because im not even sure i want to die..and none of it makes sense and im worried about all of it..shes worried because im so hopeless and think that im just not going to be fixed..and if she cant help then i dont know what my options become because at that point..if it gets to that point im sure i wont like or want those options...in some ways im still controlling the thoughts..ive promised to call her if i had to and i will..i have..but still the fear of doing something without getting intouch with her or not being ablee to wait..or even just thinking i need to do it scares me enough to tell her and tell all of it..
but im ok i guess..no worse than usual after making it through yesterday

really upset

was earlier and i guess that kind of explains it all in a nut shell. :(

but it took what 5 or so hours before the big feelings hit i guess...im afraid.im scared..i want to cry..i want to cut..i really want to cut.. i want to comforted..i want a hug to be touched ..loved..wanted..but my aversion to being touched gets in the way..i just want to know that im ok..that things will be ok..i want someone to rub my back..acknowledge me existence..calm my fears..i dont even know where the fears are coming from..im afraid of everything today..im scared to leave even though i want to go out of town..im afraid to tell my therapist how bad the thoughts are getting how constant..i tried today and hated admitting that i was even still suicidal..that one plan didnt work..cant work now and so im ready to think up another plan..that should worry me and it doesnt..i was more worried about telling t and having her worry about me..everything is bothering me right now..but being scared and wanting to cut to calm the need to cry is taking over my head...ive written..ive watched cartoons..ive wasted time..and still all i want to to just lay down and cry forever..and i dont know why

mommy came home in a bad bad mood...lots of yelling and stuff...made feelings of wanting to cut much stronger..want to cut so very much

thinking

i keep thinking that there has to be more to life .. that there is something that i am missing..and i think that because of talking about boundaries lately with linda i know what it is...im still trying so hard to protect myself to live and not live at the same time..i dont allow any one to know me..i dont talk to anyone..i live at home and some days its like i dont know they people i live with..i dont see the world completely i guess..its all overshadowed in a way..covered by something but im not sure what it is..my comfort zone is so solid and unforgiving..nothing can come in or out without me knowing about it indepth before i ever agree to do it..or allow it in..and then i miss out on all the little things..i miss out on remembering all the little things..and that makes me so sad..and feel hopeless

but there are ppl who havent given up on me..i have to remember that
its just hard sometimes
to keep going
to not give up

im ashamed of myself..for looking for the pills..for wanting them..for being willing to just steal them and have them..and keep them...but what good would it do because once i have them then it would be oh so easy to take them all..but i dont have them..they are all gone..they are not there anymore..and that upsets me..i wanted them..i needed them..i looked for them..if i found them i would have taken them..and now that plan wont work anymore..and im at a loss for what i want to do now...i didnt realize it would disappoint me this much..i didnt realize how much i needed them to move on with the so called plan..even though i told linda i would call her if what i was thinking got anymore detailed..she trusts me to call her if my plan becomes something more than just a plan and im upset that i actually considered not doing it..the thoughts are still there and that bothers me..but now also im worried because its like plan 1 didnt work so now i just need to stay calm and focused and come up with something else..like nothing is going to take my attention away from what i want which is dying and im not even sure i really want that..i just think i do..i just think it will be the way to fix all of this..to make it all go away..to make it all better..when thats not true..i know its not..but i cant seem to not think it..ive spent the past couple days waiting it out..trying hard not to react to thoughts that run through my head..serious problems with calming myself down when i realized how bad at times my thoughts were..but i havent acted on them..only considered strongly for a bit friday..but somehow made it through that too..but the sadness is ever present..and im afraid its only going to get worse..4 months with no cutting and now all i think about is suicide..not really a good trade off :(

weekend stuff

went to yvonnes graduation yesterday..sad that she graduated..proud that she graduated..but now she is moving in a couple weeks once we are back from her grandparents..and thats making me really sad...among other things..jealous too..because her family came for her graduation and all watched her walk across the stage..and when i graduated no one was there to see me walk across the stage..mommy and r sister came to the real big school wide graduation..and that should count i guess..but just sad remembering that no one was there to see the big moment..to busy to take off the weekend to do all my graduation stuff...but am sure when henry graduates she will be there for it all.. and then ended up staying last night cas it got late and i freaked because i couldnt find my bank card..and then found it but ended up just staying cas coming home last night was causing a lot of unrest and anxiety...but home now..

need to go and get some cold meds..coughing and generally not feeling so great the past couple days and cough is getting worse..and trying hard not to show that around mommy..cas that would be an i told you so conversation that im just not up for at all..and i dont want to hear again how i dont have insurance..

got a really nice phone call today..i think because it was completely unexpected that it came today makes it better..but it was from the dad of my client that moved over the summer..he called to let me know how everyone was doing and told me that my client missed me and remembered me..said he would email me pictures and told me he wanted to stay in touch a bit more.. :rb i still miss that particular client and his family and i am so glad that his dad called and let me know what was going on and how he has been doing and that he wants to stay in touch. he thanked me again for how well i worked with his son..and i havent seen them in months! and he thanked me! it was nice you know..it came at a time where i really needed it too..and for that i am incredibly thankful that i even picked up the phone..

talked...

dont really like my doc knowing that im suicidal again..or that a plan is forming..yea not good..

also dont like being told that things will most likely get worse before they get better...yea not cool..and im not sure things can get any worse ..without me dying and well she is trying not to let that happen..

....

no things will not be like this forever..it just cant be..i dont want it to be..have actually been using a couple of message boards to kinda talk and get feedback on different things, different issues...because i have such a problem calling any of it abuse..still kinda tip toeing around that whole thing..but linda calls it what it is and i think that makes me feel really nervous..and scared..but the message boards have been really helpful lately..and im glad im actually starting to write and use them for support..and listening..and in general goofing off some days..

today sadness won out..and right now im feeling incredibly sad but i dont know why..im just sad, disappointed..scared..i dont know..not even at home right this minute..yvonne came and we went out for a bit..and now im at her place cas she asked me if i would go to a party thing with her tomorrow..for her graduation stuff..cas she graduates on friday! and i am proud of her..and im happy she asked and no i dont do great with parties and stuff but its an ease on the anxiety knowing im going with her at least..and then ill be coming back on thursday night so ill be here for her graduation..and then home..and then the week after that it will be packing to go out of town and that is scary all by its self..

lots of thinking

yesterday for the first time in therapy i actually talked and stayed present enough to talk about what we were well talking about. i worked very hard at it..and kept talking with a lot of prompting and her asking questions..but managed to maybe even fill up like 20 mins all by myself..wow ! picked a hell of a topic to want to talk about but got through it sorta..

talked about lots of different things dealing with mommy and that maybe things werent my fault...and boundaries and eye contact..all of which im still thinking about a lot..my doc asked me to draw what my boundaries look like talked about boundaries a little bit in t today and she asked that i draw what my boundaries are. In terms of you and the rest of the world. What does it look like. She asked this and i immediately thought well duh brick wall, nothing gets in and nothing gets out. But thinking about it now thats not really how it is. I think its more of like the windows in the police station when you cant see out but someone can see inside, except im the one looking out and no one can see inside. That way im closed off but can still allow a relationship to form with someone else, no it wont be an incredibly close one but it can still be formed and i can still protect myself very heavily. she just asked the question in a really interesting way..because once she asked me to draw it my lovely imagaination just went into overdrive and it makes it a little easier to look at something but its not flat..or just words..because obviously my head doesnt work like that..and in a way i can see it once i start describing it and thinking about it..

i have a lot of trouble with eye contact, its more noticeable around adults but just in general i am really bad about making and keeping eye contact. its hard for me. i get nervous and scared and just cant seem to look at the other person. i guess its a lot worse with the t because its just me and her in the room and lal of her attention is on me and i dont like that and because of what we talk about i get even more nervous and scared...and ashamed..and just cant bring myself to look at her...but we were talking about it yesterday some or she was and i was listening and she mentiioned that she thought it was because i was afraid of people..that being afraid could be a part of why i have such a hard time looking at someone else..and i wanted to deny it and i think i did a little bit but now ive been thinking abuot it more and it does make sense. but i hate that it does becuase i spend a lot of time around people you know, i work one on one with people and their families, im around people but yet im completely alone at the same time. working one on one with clients stops me from having to interact as much, especially with my nonverbal clients. i go home where 3 other people live and still manage to exisist only in my world where im safe and alone and its quiet. i have such a hard time talking and interacting with other people, and not beingable to keep eye contact does make it worse. group things makes me panic, talking to someone i dont know just doesnt happen. i have no idea how ive managed to keep the few friends i do have because i cant seem to hold a complete conversation a lot of the time. I had never called it being afraid though but maybe thats what it is..

she did a lot of reassuring to yesterday..because i swear i start shutting down after a while and getting really scared about talking to her..and just talking about stuff..

its just weird that now im struggling to talk about it all almost as much as i struggle to not talk about it..theres still a huge sense of wrongness to it all..so many questions and no answers..lots of fear..

lots of thoughts in my head...

quote

"Life can only be understood backwards
It must be lived facing forward "

hmmm

keep wanting to write..but dont know what to say

im not liking this week much because theres no therapy cas its a holiday..and i dont even like therapy so it bothers me that i get this upset when i cant go..

guess thats all for now

things are changing...

i just want to scream im so frustrated right now...with work stuff..it shouldnt take 2 and a half hours to get dressed and shower..it shouldnt and im so upset with my cl...i really really am..and she just isnt getting it and its all just frustrating and hard today

lots of worrying going on today..

showed t my journal yesterday..thought i was going to die..waiting for her to read it..but she did and now she knows a bit more .. and im not sure what i think about that..it makes me nervous..but i did it..and they are moving offices..and im not going at all next week cas of the holiday..so worried about that too..and hoping ill be ok..

restless night last night. couldnt sleep, didnt want to sleep, i dont know which one it really was but was up until after 2. started to feel really closed in and trapped and something was bothering me but i didnt know what it was. it was hard to put a finger on and ended up going and sitting outside for an hour at 1 in the morning. i couldnt feel my fingers anymore by the time i came back inside but just sat outside and wrote and i was even afraid of writing last night. i think a lot of it was just fear about everything that is going on, trying to write to let t know what is going on becuase im really doubting the ability to say it. maybe if she knows it will be easier, maybe it wont be, maybe ill still go and sit and stare at the floor for an hour for the next month and it wont matter what she does or doesnt know. but she keeps telling me she wants me to be comfortable and feel safe and i just dont know what to tell her to make it better. and then its just harder because i get stuck an stop listening and stop thinking about what shes asking me. i cant answer her if im not even paying attention anymore. i dont know is my default answer to everything she asks. i dont really remember what i wrote about last night but it took an awful long time to write it. but i think it was important at the same time. i think it may have been something about refusing to accept things, and not being ok.

maybe im not as ok as i think i am, since t the other day the sadness is the most overwhelming thing. last night it was a little more than sadness because i just stood and looked at all of mommys meds from her surgerys and wanted to just take the vailum. and yea that prompted the sitting outside and writing instead of staying inside. rather freeze than take the pills, and it wouldnt have been an overdose or anything because well there were only 2 pills in the bottle but thats because every so often ill go and take one for the hell of it and just sleep the day away. but today its just back to the neverending sadness. but im at work and well yea thats all i can account for is that im at work..

more issues with the bank this morning and my lack of paying attention at times, and wanting stuff i dont need and cant afford is starting to become a bigger issue. i hate the overdraft fees and it really doesnt matter if its accidental or not that just me losing money. and my next paycheck is beyond depressing and just lots of worries about money again. i hate money.

no..the world hasnt ended just yet

this has been a semi hard weekend..it was a hard week..but just being stuck at home with no distractions is the hard thing..no babysitting just kinda traps me in the house and i cant really get/find the motivation to go anywhere..so ive been home today and yesterday and both days mommy just wouldnt let up and leave me alone..im trying so hard to deal with it and let it go and ignore it and its not that easy :(..but trying and not cutting is something i guess...3 months last week with no cutting..hard to believe because i think ive gone past the longest ive ever done..i dont think ive ever made it more than 3 months before..the urge to cut is lessening a bit and i am glad for that..i really am because i still feel so guilty for wanting it..its confusing..and friday was so weird but in a good way because by the time i got home i was feeling ok..no worries..no fears..no anxiety or anything..my head was empty but not in a bad way or anything..it was nice to just feel ok and be ok and not worried..and its been up and down since then but no huge issues...just small ones ...and chatting last night did help calm my nerves alot..

but with that not worrying i had lots of fre time to think about so many different things..and i watched this movie that was really good but one of the arguments that they had in the movie was how the kid was so worried about hurting his mom that he was going to end upp giving up his dream..and he talked about how he didnt want to look back on his life in regret and i wondered if that is what im doing..but ive thoguht about it and no i dont regret my life..yea there are things/mistakes i wish i hadnt done but i dont think i would go back and change my life..even in all its suckiness i think i owuld keep my life..so no not regret but i kinda view my life iwth a whole lot of sadness..i wish i had stuck up for myself more..i wish i had said what i thought, found out what it is i liked in life...and its like i have to do it now but now there so much other stuff to work through to figure out who i am and what i want..but thats the key isnt it ? figuring out, knowing what i want and being able to be confident in it..i havent figured that out yet..seems so simple...you know..knowing what you want ..and just going for out..but trying to find it is so hard..because it should be there and it most likely is but getting to it is a whole nother story..

and then i started to wonder if im doing the right thing..if working on all this stuff is a good idea..will it make a difference? is it worth it?

but yea thats what ive been thinking about this weekend..

and hmm actually started talking with t last week...thought i was going to die ..seriously i was fidgeting all over the place..i couldnt focus..and it was really upsetting talking and trying so hard to get words out..but i did for a bit and then as usual i got to a certain point and just couldnt get anything else out..and then she took over and started talking and reassuring..and it helped but i dont think anything can make the fear go away...and she told me before i left that i didnt need to go and punish myself for talking..that i didnt need to go and cut or think about dying..that it was ok..which shocked me into thinking about something else completely..because i do think that underneath it all i think i was thinking that on some level..that i was bad and had to be punished..that i had to cut because thats the only thing that would help..that would make it better...and i was soo scared and upset when i left..just about everything.and i was worried i would go and do something stupid..or that i wouldnt be safe with myself ..and i havent cut..i didnt do anything..yea it helped that i had to go to a work thing after i left her..cas good grief it got me completely sidetracked..i had to talk and interact and i wasnt just stuck in my head..and i did feel more settled at least by the time i left and went home..still a bit on edge..but was a lot better..and so in one sense ive been alot better..headwise this weekend than ive been in such a long time..so maybe thats a good thing..i dont know..i wonder if i talking really was the deciding factor ..like make it or break it..and it is so hard to deal with ..talk or not talk..and i talked and well i didnt die in the process..but i dont know still...still really worried about it..

but gotta go and get dressed..cas going to dinner with mommy and her friend and im not to interested in going but need to get out of the house..so guess ill go and sit in silence for a couple hours..

....

worried about t tomorrow...worried that will go to t and it will be another hour of almost complete silence on my part :( its like all this stuff is there to say and cant say it and t is ending up guessing in a way and i cant seem to give a straight answer on anything.. afraid to give her the journal because alot of the writing is turning into this back and forth dialouge and i dont know how to explain it cas it just happens ...and most of what has been writing lately is about cutting or dying...and supposed to be thinking about trust and something else that ive forgotten...and it makes me feel bad because we do trust t..but maybe i dont trust her enough..but how come knowing i trust her isnt enough? she hasnt done or said anything to make me think otherwise...and she isnt pushing the hospital or even meds on me..and heck i even call when things get really bad..and still thats not enough i dont think..but i dont know what is missing or what it is that i need...and she trusts me to stick to my contract and everything and then i do feel bad cas she does all this talking about stuff and im just thinking about ways to get out of the contract or wanting to tell her its not her fault if anything happens..or a constant no to her questions and things she says..and i know that some of it is just automatic responses..and some of it is just refusing to hear what she is saying right then..im just scared that i will go and see her and one of these days she will tell me that she is tired of trying to get it out of me and that i cant be helped or fixed or whatever

thinking..

ive decided ...

no im not going to va with yvonne..to visit yes..to stay and live together again..no not right now.. im just not wanting to live with someone else again .. i miss having my own place, i miss my space to do whatever i want..

if i move now..i want to go back to asheville..i really do..but im not actively looking for a job up there either..because yes i want to move but i dont really have to move that far away..and if i move ill stop therapy and now prolly isnt the best time for that. so i will keep looking for a job around here but i am going to wait until after dec to start more indepth again...just right now isnt the best time to add on more stress ... it will just make me more stressed out and i cant deal with any more stress right now..

i want to go back to grad school..but i want to give it another year at least..maybe two before i tackle that issue..but i do want to go..i will go back to school. i dont know what i want to do just yet but i am going to go back.

im not going to be at home for christmas .. im going with yvonne to her grandparents..and i let mommy know today the dates and everything and so she knows i wont be here..and she is ok with it..for now anyway..shes ok with it..and so thats one less thing for me to worry about..i am a bit worried about going and being ok..but ill try to save that until we actually leave and go there..this will be the first time ive ever not been at home for christmas..its odd..and does make me nervous..and because of going out of town..i know now isnt the time to get hooked into a new job either and then take off for a week...im ok with waiting ..until after the holidays..maybe it will help take off some of the stress..but if i wait then i know i have got to catch up on paperwork stuff...

but i will make a goal so that i dont forget..that by feb i want another job..i will have my 2 years experience...maybe ill be ok with moving possibly farther away from my therapist now and being ok with starting over..but for now ill just have to deal with being at home and just keep going to therapy..and hoping that ill let her help me..

i really hope ill let her help me

i wish you enough

I wish you enough sun to keep your attitude bright no matter how gray the day may appear.

I wish you enough rain to appreciate the sun even more.

I wish you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive and everlasting.

I wish you enough pain so that even the smallest of joys in life may appear bigger.

I wish you enough gain to satisfy your wanting.

I wish you enough loss to appreciate all that you possess

I wish you enough hellos to get you through the final good-bye.

--

i got this in an email yesterday and i have read it countless times since then..it makes me think i guess..because yes i always want more..i always want what i dont have, what i cant have..but im not fine with what i do have..i ignore what i have in hopes of getting more, im hopes of getting something better..and that is not fair at all..because then i end up ignoring all the people that do care about me, i miss out on a lot of the fun, happy things i do because im always so intent on planning for whats happening next..for wanting so much more..and i understand its fine to want more..to want the best..but not at the cost of forgetting what it is you do have..and i think ive gotten so caught up in wanting to get better..to be better..to be like everyone else that i just dont pay attention to who i am..i dont know who i am..who i am has just gotten lost in the shuffle of staying alive and making it through the day..its like i dont have time to be myself because im always trying to be someone else..to live up to someone elses expectations of me..its not fair to me..im missing out on my life..and no this isnt the only reason but it is a big one..because underneath all of this is whether or not i like myself..if i am putting enough time into being ok with who i am..and i know i dont..i dont like myself..i dont like who i am or what i did..im not trying at all to like myself ..im trying a little harder to give myself a break..to not criticize so much..but still no where near being ok with myself or liking myself..and its not fair you know..

but again i know its one of those things that i have to decide..i have to be ok with..and accept and live with..

accept that im not like everyone else..its ok to be sad or happy or hurt or angry without needing to act on the impulses..

its up to me..and i just take a bit longer to figure things out..

what do i wish for myself? what is it that i want to do?

..

whats the right thing to do ?


i dont know

just..i dont know

just keep thinking..im tired .. i dont want to do this anymore.. i dont want any of this anymore..

went to therapy yesterday instead of today..because i actually called and left a message for her..and she let me come yesterday..and we talked about a lot of stuff..

i asked her why she cared..and if she trusted me..

she asked if i trusted her...and i told her i did and i do..but i think all she told me before i left about her caring was what i needed to hear the most..because yes i was thinking..planning on a way to get out of the safety plan thing..and she said she respects that i want to try to work on all of this with out going to the hospital..which calmed my nerves alot..also told her i was really worreid that she would be mad at me..and we talked about that a lot too..she did a lot of reminding me that it was ok to talk to her..ok to be there..that she couldnt tell anyone..outside of the suicidal stuff if i had a plan and hurting someone else..which i do understand..but left her feeling calmer at least..not so great today but will continue to try..

think will be doing a lot of writing today..tomorrow..over the weekend..

writing isnt the same as talking...i can write..its ok to write..its not ok to talk though..its just not..and if i dont tell her she doesnt know what to say to make it better or help me make it better..

lots to think about

-sigh-

just tired
drained

a part of me has just given up completely and i dont know how to get it back..

also talked about me moving to va..with yvonne...something else i think about but am afraid to commit too...cas i think it could be a possibility..but im not sure i want a roommate again..no i wouldnt mind her..but just in general..im not sure i can deal with it...living near her fine..but not together..but just the thought of moving makes me stop breathing..crap today almost lead me to having a panic attack and its been a couple years since ive been that stressed out..ha it was around the time i graduated..and moved..but anyway..i have been thinking about it some...and refusing it just as quickly..im not even sure what my argument is...

:(

today really has been a very not so good day..

most of the day i just fought off crying because things were so overwhelming..

woke up before 5 again..still not used to the time change yet...throwing off my sleep schedule...

today has been one of those days where everything is just going wrong..i keep losing everything..it takes me a million tries to get things out of my car because i cant remember what im supposed to be doing..my computer isnt working right and now i cant even get my work stuff off of it..the usb port isnt working and so it wont read my flash drive or my printer and this morning i figure this out at like 6:30 and its like freaking a this cant be happening..but the one time in weeks i actually try to get my work stuff in on time and some of the late stuff i cant even get my computer to work..and its just frustrating because now its turned into this huge deal and my comp works on wireless but not at home so i cant even stay home and email all my work to myself just to go and hope i can print it all off somewhere..without having to pay for it..and almost was ready to cry because it was so overwhleming..and then i got a message about some bank stuff and that was a loss of a good amount of money cas i wasnt paying good attention to what was in the bank and ..yea its just a crappy crappy day..and the longer it goes on the more i just want to say screw it and go back to bed..

went to t..and really almnost regretting i didnt back out of it..but that would have made me feel even more guilty..talked some about the crappy day..and how everything just isnt working out today..talked some about cutting..managed to confuse the t because i cant completely tell anything all at once and so its like piecing it all together without knowing where the pieces are..like t mentioned last week..but eventually i got around to telling her that umm things werent ok without the cutting..and then it was like shut down time in my head...and i kept thinking that if i said anything else something bad would happen..spent a heck of a lot of time looking at her door...trying not to cry..finally told her that i didnt know what to say cas i was worried she would be mad at me..and then stopped talking completely..listened to her for a bit..and then got to leave..she asked me to think about it more..and that we would talk about it next time..but may not be going on fri if she has to go out of town..and not sure even how i really am..lost in thoughts a million miles away..a lot of fear going around..upset feelings for saying anything..and its like im calling myself a big mouth but darnit but i said for the entire hour wouldnt even add up to like 20 mins :-/ justt feeling really lonely and upset...but once again no clear idea why...

disappointed..and other stuff

im feeling really disappointed in myself right now..well tonight.. i know im not ok..i know that last night i was seriously thinking a lot of not so good stuff..i didnt just want to cut but i was willing to cut just to get my head to stop..i was thinking that i would just cut and get it over with but then i started thinking it would be even more disappointing to cut and not have the same feelings as before.. i was worried that i would ruin my 80 or so days and then it doesnt work..and that would be really disapointing..and then having to tell that i did it.. i wanted to cut my arms .. i was willing to show them..but what would be the cost of giving in..i didnt last night but i wanted too..i kept thinking that i had to call her but i didnt want to because i didnt know what to say..i didnt know what i was thinking and i couldnt put it into words..i just wasnt ok..and so i did the bare minimum to get away with it but still the guilt over calling and hanging up without leaving a message kept me in check i guess..so i didnt do anything last night..eventually came home and took some sleeping pills and just went to bed..because i didnt know of anything else to do to keep myself safe enough i guess..but that worked i guess..i was sleep by 9:30 and then i had to wake up at 4:30 to take mommy to the airport..and freaking a the meds werent out of my system yet and so im struggling to drive and stay awake when all my eyes want to do is close and i just wanted to sleep..and it was so hard driving and keepiong focus this morning..hmm but then i went to see linda and i knew i asnt ok..i knew i was feeling suicidal and all this other stuff and i didnt tell her..i coudlnt tell her and i dont even know why... and thats why im feeling so disappointed in myself..like i knew it and i didnt let her hepl me...i feel calmer from seeing her but the feelings are still there and i didnt tell her and if i do anything its like crap..what wil she think? will she be mad at me..im very worried she will be mad at me..that really scares me..if i stress about it enough maybe ill tell her next week..maybe ill collect my thoughts enough to write it down and show her..i dont know..but its worrying me alot..and i guess it will all weekend...im upset i didnt call her when i knew i needed to talk to her..i got through it well enough but i just know talking to her would have made it a little easier..and then she would have known before i came today.. but it still involves me talking and telling her and im still not so good at voicing whats wrong..i still have a lot of trouble asking for help...asking her for help..letting her know whats wrong..i dont even know whats wrong most of the time..but we are going to back off from past stuff..because its just so hard and i dont know so much of it..maybe it will help..maybe it will give me time to chill out and calm down a little bit before trying to go back into it..theres plenty of other stuff to not talk abut im sure..if only i wouldnt get so distracted..-sigh- lots of thoughts in my head right now..

but onto a different subject...theres this photography show at the library in a couple weeks..and anyone can submit pictures.and i was umm thinking o f submitting some.but im nervous and cant decide if i want to or not..i mean i have som good pictures i think but just knowing i will be showing them someplace like that and have my name on it and ppl looking at it ..and the attention..oh it makes me so nervous and scared..but i want to ..i think i want too..and theres the option of selling them..and i have no idea how to price a snapshot! still thinking about it...wondering..worrying..cant decide just yet..

and now im so cold i cant think straight..mommy says no to turning the heat on..and i can no longer feel my feet. im shaking to much to do aynthing

from yesterday

this came up in therapy today and im not sure yet what i think about
it..

it seems so simple to ask for persmission to remember..but from who am
i asking? why do i even have to ask..when they are supposed to be
memories. and when it came up inside it was like i watched myself just
kinda standing in front of this huge wall...trying so hard to get
around it ...running into it again and again..and its like crap all i
need to do is get around it and i cant..its like knowing where
everything is at..everything i want to know and well dont want to know
is behind the wall and i just dont know how to get to them..it gets in
the way..its so frustrating..and the more i think about it the more i
wonder if asking is even enough...

i really dont know

feeling so confused and just out of it right now..wanting to just shut down completely and not deal with anything else..tried to remember things from the past..just the little stuff and besides being really dejected that there was nothing to remember..it was just made me feel really sad..talked some about the stairs thing..but couldnt remember what the 'trouble' was...yes something happened but as to what it was exactly im not sure :(...but then we talked about houses and well i remember one..but questions came up because the one we remember there wasnt a basement but we are positive one of the houses had a basement..so it was like remembering a house and a half in the vaguest way possible..wasnt sure if we moved or not..it was really bothering me so i went and asked mommy tonight while we were out..just asked how many times we moved living in the city...4 times..we lived in four different places..2 of which there is no memory of at all..how do you forget moving 4 different times? moving is a huge deal..packing and unpacking and putting things away..4 different houses..and i remember almost nothing? why is that? i dont know..and its really upsetting..its hard to explain away something that big...forgetting one yea maybe..2 ok fine..bad memory..or to small to remember...but freaking 4 is a bit much to not be remembering ... no thats just not ok...feeling really anxious and upset...and completely lost and sad